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Sarianna Misarr

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NAME: Sarianna Misarr
FACTION: Order of the Silver Jedi
RANK: Jedi Master
SPECIES: Echani/Miraluka
AGE: 47
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5 foot 10
WEIGHT: 170
EYES: Milky White
HAIR: White
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

GEAR:
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:

Strengths:
See through the force
Proficient in all saber forms
Proficient in meditations

Weaknesses:
Requires the force to see
Cannot see droids
Cannot read emotions/people through combat

SHIP:
BIOGRAPHY:
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Sarianna’s birth was the result of a union between a Miralukan man, and an Echani woman. Her mother, former Jedi Anna Misarr, had fallen in love with the Miralukan male not long after she had retired from the Jedi Order. Before Anna could give birth to their daughter, however, her partner was struck ill with some unknown disease, and died in his sleep. Stricken with grief, the pregnant Echani returned to the Jedi Temple in attempts to overcome her pain. It was in the temple that she gave birth to a young female, later to be named Sarianna. Anna examined her daughter closer, noticing something odd about her eyes – they had no pupils, and they were completely silver. A fear that her new daughter would be blind rippled through her, but she felt the force working through the baby in strange ways. The child reached up and touched her mother’s face, letting out a soft giggle. Anna smiled. Perhaps not blind after all. The council was not pleased by the Echani's return, or the reason behind it, but they agreed to take the woman and her child into the temple. Once Anna was stable again, they helped her to find a shelter within the city.

Sarianna was a quick learner. Before she was a year and a half old, she was already taking her first steps, saying her first words. By age four, her mother began to teach Sarianna the very basics of the first tier of the Echani Martial Arts. The young female picked up on it quickly. Anna trained her daughter in hand to hand combat, feeling her grow in many different ways as she did so. By the age of five, her daughter had a sleek physique. She was strong – not only physically, but also in the ways of the Force. Anna could feel the Force’s presence growing in her daughter, and felt fear because of it – she knew what this would mean. She did not know just how soon that dreaded day would come. By age 6, Sarianna was well versed in most of the first tier of Echani Martial Arts. Anna was very proud of her daughter. Very few ever saw Sarianna, but Anna knew she could not hide her daughter from the world forever. Anna produced a black silk scarf from a pocket, and knelt next to her young daughter, holding it out to her. “Wear this over your eyes darling. It should not hinder your vision at all, but it will keep others from being mean about your eyes."


She knew young Sarianna could see with the force, and so her statement about the scarf’s inability to hinder her vision would hold true. Sarianna smiled brightly and took the black scarf. She put it on, eager to please her mother. Not long after that, the Council visited the two. "Anna, it is time." A human Jedi walked forward, holding her hand out to the young girl. Anna looked terrified. "No... please. At least if you take her, do not make me leave." "Anna, you know that cannot be allowed. She needs to be free from you if she is to grow." Anna was in tears by now, and sunk to her knees. Little Sarianna walked up to her mother. "Momma, what’s wrong?" She reached up and touched her mother's cheek, feeling the wetness of the tears. "Why are you crying, Momma?" Anna smiled down softly at the young girl, hugging her tightly. "Nothing is wrong, Darling...." The Echani woman had made up her mind. She wanted the best life possible for her daughter to blossom and grow. "I want you to go with Momma's friends, alright hun? They are gonna take care of you. Momma has to go on a trip."

Sarianna smiled up at her mother, returning the hug. "Okay Mamma. I love you. See you when you get back." Sarianna skipped off and took the other woman's hand. "I love you too Sarianna." Anna’s voice sounded tiny and pitiful as she watched her daughter leave. Once they had left, the Echani woman packed her things, and left the shelter, never to return. All that was left were the stains of her tears on the sheets. Sarianna was taken to the temple, not realizing her mother would never return, nor that she would no longer be staying in the room the two of them had shared. The Council introduced her to the other younglings. The little girl was shy at first, afraid they might not like her because she was different, but soon she began to make friends with them. Her lessons also began around the same time. She was learning about the history of the Order, the Jedi Code, simple force exercises, such as levitating pebbles. Sarianna was excited to learn all these new things, but never forgot about her mother. Often when she was not in lessons, she could be found sitting on the stairs leading up to the temple, watching for any sign of her mother's return. It continued on like this for six months.
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Malor Shryk, an Echani, and the Battle Master for the temple, watched the girl from afar day after day. Malor had been friends with Anna, both before she had left the order, and after she had returned carrying the young Sarianna. She had asked him to watch over the young girl and continue her training. One day he finally approached the small child. She was once again sitting outside on the steps, a sad and lonely look on her face. "Hello there young one. How come you are out here all alone?" Sarianna looked up at the man who had approached her. "I am watching for my Momma. She went on a trip a while ago, but she promised she would come back. My Momma always keeps her promises." Malor sat down beside her. "How long has she been gone?" "Six months, but she promised she would come back, so she will." Malor instinctively wrapped an arm around the young girl in a comforting way. "I heard you like martial arts, especially the Echani style." Shanari looked back up at him with a smile. "I do! Momma was teaching me before she had to leave on her trip. None of the other kids know any though, and neither do the adults.

Or at least they aren't showing that they do." Malor ruffled the girls white hair playfully. "I know them. How about when you have some free time, I can teach you more while we wait for your Momma to come back?" Sarianna's smile widened. "I would love that!" So Sarianna's training in martial arts began once more. Malor was soon continued her training in Echani Martial Arts. Sarianna was excelling in her studies in both the force and history. She spent her free time learning martial arts from Malor. Soon the memories of her mother began to drift away, until she was just another face in the young girl's past. Sarianna was eight now. She had just received her first training saber. The white haired girl spend the entire night in her room just igniting it and turning it off over and over again, watching as it lit up the dark room. Not that the dark bothered her. She could see just as easily in the dark as she could during the day. But she loved the colors. Like most things, the girl took to saber combat quickly, mostly due to her previous training in martial arts.

She seemed to learn the basic principals behind Shii-Cho quickly, but had much trouble learning the more complicated procedures of it, which she tried over and over again to master while the other students still tried to master the basics, though she had very little success. When Sarianna fought in practice duels, nine times out of ten she would win, but as time went on, and the other students began to get the basics down, all the previous training, all her natural skill and understanding of the basics, of trying to learn it at a higher level, meant nothing. The other children were catching up, and she could tell. Sarianna's unarmed combat training was becoming harder and harder as well. Malor worked her hard. Tier one had been easy to the girl, even the basics of tier two seemed simple enough, but the more they progressed in it, the more difficulty she had. But she never gave up. Sarianna practiced every day, all day, in all that she could, barely ever using free time to relax. The poor girl always went to bed completely exhausted, half the time just collapsing onto the covers and falling asleep before she could pull them over herself.

Sarianna was nearing her tenth year. Her training was as rigorous as ever. Malor drove her even harder then the other masters that taught her the ways of the force and the history of the Order. Her duels had become much harder too. One day, Malor came to watch her skill with the saber. She was pitted against a young Zabrak male. The fight had started out fairly matched. Their training sabers collided with each other, over and over. The young Zabrak's pure strength was matching Sarianna's skill and agility. Soon Sarianna's skill over him in Shii-Cho began to show though, as she forced him back. She finally had the Zabrak cornered, yet he still continued to fight. Sarianna finally managed to disarm him, and did not go in for the final strike that would count as a death blow. She turned to the master overseeing the lesson, and stated that disarming her opponent was enough, there was no need to slay him. Infuriated that a girl had beaten him, the Zabrak charged at her while her back was turned. Sarianna sensed him coming before he reached her, nimbly turning on the balls of her feet and catching him, simply restraining him in a non painful way and forced him to his knees.

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After a moment, Sarianna let him go. "Your skill is good. If it had not been for prior training, I would not have been able to stand up to you. With a bit of practice, you could be better then even me." She smiled at him, then bowed to both him and the presiding masters. Malor spoke with the instructor, and discovered that all her duels were like this. She was calm and cool, never pointing out the flaws in her opponent, but praising them, and trying to show them how they may better their technique. She also rarely went in for a killing blow, preferring to disable or restrain her opponent if possible. It was these qualities that the Battle Master considered when looking over her. Perhaps it was time to pass on his title to someone else, and take on a Padawan once more. Sarianna couldn't be happier. Malor had stepped down from Battle Master after holding the position for nearly twenty years, just so he could train her. Her long white hair was cut to about neck length, and a single braid hung against her cheek. Now Padawan to one of the strongest Jedi in the temple, and she was only ten years old. Very few ever got picked at her age. Many of the other younglings were jealous of her, but still wished her the best of luck as she moved from the general area in the temple to a room near her master's.

Sarianna had been training under Malor for a few months now. The young girl had been training hard with both her training saber and martial arts. Malor was even harder on her now then he was before. When training, young Sarianna wore weights on her wrists and ankles that hindered her movement. At first they were light, only a few pounds, but as time went on they slowly began to get heavier and heavier. Just like when she was younger, Sarianna often went to bed exhausted and weary, too sore to move much. The two were going on their first mission together. Sarianna was armed only with her fists, since it was to be a diplomatic mission. Her and Malor were to go to one of the few remaining cities on Taris and conduct a meeting between the local government and some of those that ran the lower cities. It had seemed like such a simple mission, and an easy one for the Padawans very first. She was excited that she finally got to leave the temple with Malor and help him. She knew that this was only her first step towards becoming a real Jedi.

Everything seemed normal. Sarianna waited outside the conference room while Malor met with the human mayor and a Bothan, the representative from the lower city. The two had not wanted a child in the meeting, and both had refused to even hold it had she been present. Malor grudgingly agreed after Sarianna told him it was alright, and that she would wait right outside, in case he needed her. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Two human guards stood watch beside the doors leading into the conference room. Then Sarianna heard the sounds of blaster fire coming from down the hall. Sarianna was about to shout for her master, but before she could, the two men beside her grabbed the young girl, knocking her out cold with the butt of a blaster rifle to the back of the head. Sarianna's black scarf fell from her face, laying on the ground where she once stood. The two men made off with the unconscious girl while a squad of Mandalorian mercenaries charged the office. Sounds of blaster fire and the hiss of a lightsaber echoed through the halls, but the two did not seem phased.


They made it to the docking platform and carried the girl onto a ship. One made to bind her while the other went into the cockpit. The ship had taken off and was already in the distance when a lone figure rushed out onto the platform. There stood Malor watching the ship leave, in his hand the young girl's black scarf. He was too late. Young Sarianna awoke, hours later, in the cargo bay of some strange ship. Her hands were bound behind her back, and her legs were bound togther all the way down to her ankles. A gag was in her mouth, and a blindfold over her face, not that it impeded her vision at all. The girl groaned. Her head ached badly, a small bump had formed on the back of her head where she had been hit. One of the two men heard her and walked back to where she was. "Seems sleeping beauty is awake. Shall I put her back to sleep?" The other man nodded. Sarianna was roughly pulled to a sitting position by her hair as the gag was tugged down, and something shoved into her mouth. The man held it closed, forcing her to swallow whatever it was. Sarianna wavered for a moment, then the world went black once more.
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The ship docked on Nar Shaddaa. There the two men carried the unconscious Sarianna off of the ship and into the bowels of the city. There they met with a group of Gammoreans. Words were exchanged between the two groups and eventually the two men left. The only thing missing was the young girl. In it's place was a large sack of credits. They had just sold her to a group of Gammorean Slavers. Young Sarianna awoke later that day. Her robes were gone and all she was wearing were basically grey rags of clothing that were too large for her small figure. Around her neck was a collar with a blinking red dot. The girl's wrists were chained together, as were her ankles. Sarianna looked around to see where she was. The place was dank, and she was surrounded by bars on three sides, with a wall behind her. Other people of all ages and races were in cells similar to hers. The young girl was terrified. She had no clue just where the place was, or why she was here. Silently the girl just curled up, and did something very un-jedi like. She began to cry.

The young girl laid there curled up and crying for hours. A few of the other prisoners looked upon her with pity. Such a young girl... too young for this kind of life... she deserved better.... Soon a Gammorean came down and banged on the bars of her cell, squealing loudly at her. She had no clue what the pig man was saying, not knowing their native tongue. The slaver managed to get a word out in basic. "Quiet!" She nodded weakly at him, afraid of the Gammorean. The pig man then left. Sarianna was quiet now, but her whole body trembled. The young girl looked around at the other cells once more. None of the others seemed to be acting like her. Either they had been here a long time, and were used to it by now, or they were all stronger then her. Neither option was very comforting. Soon the young girl drifted off into a very uneasy sleep. Sarianna was awoken hours later by a squeal and something banging on her cage. Another Gammorean was pounding on it, trying to get her attention. She looked up at him with her silver eyes. He squealed again and motioned for her to come forward.


Weakly the girl nodded. He opened the cell and pulled her out roughly, attaching a leather collar around her neck, and dragging her over to a group of people, similarly dressed. He then tied them all together in a line and led them out. Sounds of shouting could be heard coming in the direction of where the pig man was leading them. Soon they were pulled out into an open area, on a stage, with many people below, and the realization of what was going on hit her. They were being sold. On and on the line went. When they first were brought out, Sarianna was seventh in the line. Now only one person was in front of her. A young human woman, who looked to be in her early twenties. She was cut from the rope that bound them in a line and put in front of everyone. Soon the bidding started. Two hundred credits. Five hundred. One thousand. In the end she sold for ten thousand credits to some Twi'lek. They ushered her off the stage and led her away. Sarianna was next. She tried to fight them, and managed to land a good kick to the groin of one human man, but she payed for it with a hit to the back of the head hard enough to send her to her knees.

She was then cut loose and dragged forward. “Alright, now how much for this young girl. She's got spunk, and oddly colored eyes. Bidding starting at fifty credits.” It went on and on. Eventually it stopped, and some strange man had purchased her for five hundred credits. Apparently no one wanted a scrawny child. She was dragged off the stage and led away to meet her new owner. Sarianna soon found out that the man that had purchased her was a very rich crime lord. She was to be a house maid. Of course, things don't always go according to plan. She struggled and fought, refused to do any work, no matter if they beat her or starved her. She even physically injured her master. He sold her to the underground dueling rings that were run by the Exchange. He only got about half of what he payed for her, but as he walked away with his arm in a sling, he really didn't care. The young girl was thrown into a cell once more, though it was much larger then the last. Another was in the cell with her. A tall woman with jet black hair and stunning purple eyes was sitting on one of the two cots in the cell.
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She was watching the new girl that had been thrown into the room with her. Sarianna slowly stood and walked over to the second cot. Eventually the woman finally spoke. She asked why a child was in a place like this. This strange woman was the first person to actually treat her like a child, or even a normal person. Once more, Sarianna broke down into tears and told her tale. The tall woman, who introduced herself as Rain, walked over to Sarianna's cot and softly stroked her hair in a comforting way. She explained where they were, and that she had been here for many years. Sarianna seemed to calm at the gentle stroking of her hair, and closed her eyes, falling into a semi peaceful sleep for the first time since before she had been captured. The young girl awoke to pounding on the cell door. Rain got up and seemed to be speaking with someone on the other side. Sarianna was still too groggy to make out much of what was being said, but she caught a word here and there. Fight... child... death... She sat up and rubbed her eyes. In the second she looked away Rain was hit with something, sending an electric jolt through her body that caused her to collapse to the ground.

The door was open and a human male stood there, a rod in one hand, the end sparking. He motioned for the girl to follow him. She looked at him, frightened, and looked down at Rain. The tall woman weakly nodded at her, and told her to go with him, knowing what would happen if she refused. Sarianna slowly got up off of her cot and followed the man. He led her quite a distance away from her's and Rain's cell. She could hear what sounded like cheering coming from nearby. The man stood and motioned for her to go past. Sarianna walked through a large entryway about ten feet high and five feet wide. As she crosses the threshold the man shoved a knife into her hands and the door closed. She was in a large circular area now, and another girl, not much older then her, was on the other side. There were people everywhere around them raised up in stands, cheering, catcalling, making all sorts of noise. Suddenly the noise died down, and one lone voice spoke out. It sounded so cold and unfeeling. It spoke of a fight, between someone named Runt, and someone named Silver. Sarianna had no clue what was going on. Then a bell sounded, and the girl charged at her.

Sarianna was to startled by the sudden charge to react in time. The girl bowled her over, sending her sprawling. The glint of a blade appeared and Sarianna screamed out in pain as her arm was slashed open. Blood poured from the wound, but it wasn't too deep. The young Padawan rolled off to the side and stood, tossing her own knife away. She would not be a spectacle for these people. She refused to fight. Over and over again the girl attacked her, and still she did not strike back. People watching grew either bored or angry that there was no fighting going on. Eventually a bell was rung, and someone announced the fight was over. By then Sarianna was bleeding from over a dozen wounds, both deep and shallow. Slowly the girl wavered back and forth, before collapsing to the ground, unconscious from blood loss. The young girl awoke several hours later. Her wrists were suspended above her in shackles. Her feet were about half a foot off the ground. She was still very groggy, but that didn't matter. A man walked up and dumped a bucket of cold water on her. Her grogginess suddenly disappeared, and she looked around, wondering just what was going on.


It wasn't long though before a crack was heard, a vibro whip lashing out against her back. Sarianna screamed in pain as the whip tore into her flesh. Blood ran down her back and onto the ground, but the man wasn't done. Nine more lashes were delivered, each more painful then the last one. By the time he was finished, her back was in shreds, and covered in blood. The man rubbed some sort of ointment that stung very badly on the wounds. It would slowly stop the flow of blood, but painfully, and keep her from dying of blood loss. He then unhooked her and dragged her by her wrists back to her cell, practically throwing her onto the floor within it, before slamming the door shut. Rain rushed to the girl. By now Sarianna was once more unconscious. The tall woman scooped the little girl into her arms and carried her to her bed. Then she proceeded to go the sink in the corner of the cell where the toilet and such was kept, tearing off a piece of her shirt and soaking it in warm water. Rain then went back to the child and began to slowly clean the blood off of her back, making sure to be gentle.
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Every once in a while, Sarianna would let out a wince, or a small groan of pain, but she did not wake. Rain finished cleaning the wounds, then tore up her own thin blanket and used the strips as bandages. It was the only blanket she had, but the girl was more important. Once she finished bandaging the girl, Ran stayed by her side, and stroked her hair softly in a soothing manner while she slept. When the young girl awoke the next day, she saw the woman fast asleep in a sitting position beside her. She slowly sat up, confused, unable to remember much from the day before. That is, until she saw the bandages wrapped around her body. Then everything came flooding back. Her body shook for a moment, and her leg hit the chair hard enough that it woke Rain from her slumber. Sarianna hugged her tightly and sobbed against her chest. The women held the child to her and softly stroked her hair in an attempt to soothe her. She explained what had happened. She knew why they did it, they did it to everyone that refused to fight. They would give the girl one last chance before throwing her into a fight they knew she would not survive.

She told the young girl that if she wanted to live, she would have to fight. Rain offered to train her, and the young girl hesitantly accepted. As much as she didn't want to fight, she didn't want to die either. So her training in Nsis'Drrn, the woman's native form of Martial Arts, began. Rain trained the girl day after day, as well as teaching her the basics of her native tongue. Sarianna learned she was an Aphithiri from the planet Aphithir. By night the young girl was placed into more fights. More often then not, it was some wild animal, such as a Kath Hound, which she had no problem fighting. It was when they put her against another person that she would hold back, and they would beat her for it. Still, she fought, so they would not kill her, yet. After every fight with another sentient being though, she was returned to her cell, her back whipped once more. As time went on, both her training and the fights got harder. Her body was constantly pushed to the limits and her pain threshold. More and more she was having to use the Force just to keep herself alive. Move faster, strike harder, jump higher, dull the pain.

Without even realizing it she was slowly growing stronger and stronger in the force. One night though, some men came to the cell. Neither was scheduled for a fight that night. They came in and slammed the older woman against the wall. One grabbed the young girl. Her screams tore through the night. After it happened, Sarianna asked Rain why it happened to them. The older woman just said such was the life of a slave. All of this went on for two years, night and day. By now the girl had a good understanding of both Aphithiri(language), and the martial arts. Her muscles were hard from training and constant fighting. No longer was she the little girl she was when she arrived. The twelve year old had matured, at least in mind. Her look on the world was grim though. Even still, she held back in a fight when she could, and was whipped for it. By now, her back was a mess of scars crisscrossing one another. She never once screamed out anymore though while they tortured her. She fought through the pain, and refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her suffer.

One day though, everything changed. Rain was in a fight that night, so Sarianna was alone. They had begun to let her out of her cell as long as she stayed in the slave complex, which she agreed to. Suddenly she heard screaming, and it was close. Sarianna rushed in the direction of the noise only to see three men standing over Rain and mercilessly beating her. The woman was in a bloody heap on the floor by now, one eye swollen shut, her lip busted open, and missing a few teeth. From what she gathered by the shouting of the three men, they had bet on her to win the fight, and she had lost. Sarianna screamed at them. “Stop it! You're killing her!” But her shouts fell on deaf ears. The girl had no choice. She attacked the three men, forcing them off the woman. They fought back and almost overwhelmed her, until Sarianna managed to slam one against the wall, and a sickening crack was heard. The man slumped to the ground dead, his neck snapped from when his head hit the wall just right. The other two men looked in horror at their friend and ran. Sarianna didn't even notice them.

She barely registered what she had done. All she was worried about was Rain, the woman that had become like a mother to her. She held the bleeding woman as best she could, wishing she knew how to heal. By now Rain had slipped into unconsciousness. But she was alive, and that was all that mattered to the young girl. Using the force to aid her, Sarianna lifted the Aphithiri off the ground and carried her back to their cell. She laid the woman on the bed, and began to tear her one and only blanket up for bandages, just as the woman had done for her oh so long ago. By the time guards arrived, Rain was completely wrapped in the makeshift bandages, her broken arm in a sling, and her leg held in place by a splint made from the sheet and a bed leg. Sarianna didn't even fight as they took her away in chains. She didn't care what happened. All that mattered was Rain was safe. The young child was kept in a cell by herself, where at all hours she was hung by her wrists from the ceiling. Day after day she was beaten with a whip while those in charge figured out what to do with her.

The friends of the man that was killed wanted blood, they wanted her dead. But she was a crowd favorite, even if she didn't end fights properly. In the end, they decided to put her in a match that they knew she could not survive. After a week of nothing but beatings and very little food or water, she was taken down, and given three days to rest until the fight. Sarianna was led out to the ring, and the gate closed behind her. They did not even arm her. The announcer spoke, saying that Silver would face off against an adult bull Rancor. Many people gasped. What most didn't know though, is that the Rancor was trained. Trained to not just rush in and kill the opponent, but to make them suffer, beat them to death. Sarianna crouched as the Rancor charged at her. She jumped at the last moment, aiming for a kick at the face. The Rancor was quicker. Instead of meeting the beast's head, it's hand slammed into her, sending her flying into the wall with a sickening thud. Sarianna slumped to the ground for a moment, blood on the wall from where the back of her head smashed into it. Eventually she stood back up.

The Rancor seemed to be waiting for her, because the moment she stood, it charged. It's fist came slamming down into her small frame, crushing her into the ground on her stomach with a scream of agony. A snap was heard and the bone could be seen sticking out of her left arm. The Rancor backed off a bit, and a shaky Sarianna stood once more, blood now running from her arm, and her head, giving her silvery white hair a pinkish tint. Every time she stood, the Rancor knocked her back down. Bones were broken, old wounds were torn open, blood was running from dozens of fresh wounds. As it was nearing the end, the young girl still stood. How, not even she herself knew. She was past the point of physical exhaustion. She should have passed out or died from the pain and the many wounds by now. Almost every bone was broken in one way or another. But yet she stood through the force and sheer will alone. A scream tore through the air, but not one of pain. It was a challenge at the beast. And she charged at it, stumbling along the way. Once more the Rancor knocked her down, though this time pinned her with it's foot. It was time to end this foolishness.

As the beast reached down to pick her up with it's hand, the doors busted open, and people were screaming. Republic soldiers filed in one after another, and blaster fire rained down on the Rancor, who fell over dead after sustaining enough damage from the deadly guns. People tried to flee, or fight. Those that resisted were either rendered unconscious or killed. A small group of about five soldiers rushed into the ring and found the small child. Quickly they called for a medical squad. The child was hooked up to a breathing apparatus and onto a stretcher. Her life signs were minimal, and she was barely breathing, blood gushing out from under her. They could not fully check the extent of her wounds at the moment. If they did not get her to a hospital, she would die. All the prisoners were set free, and at the Republic's offer, taken back to their homes. Rain was alive, though she had no clue Sarianna was. The Apithiri woman went back to her home on Aphithir. Sarianna was immediately rushed to a Republic hospital, where the damages to her body were finally analyzed. Several bones in both arms were broken, as well as her legs.

About three ribs were as well. One of the broken ribs had punctured a lung. Major organs had been dealt damage as well. She had torn ligaments, tissue, cartilage, and muscles everywhere. It would be a miracle if the girl could ever move again. She had not once woken up since the fight. Her body had gone into a comatose state. The Jedi got word of the girl being found, and dispatched a group to the planet the hospital was on to confirm the identity, her master among them. When she was stable enough, the Jedi had her transferred to Coruscant, where she was kept in the temple's medical wing. The young girl was kept in a Kolto tank for six months before her mind began to react normally once more. Upon seeing the changes, they had her transferred to a bed and waited for her to awake. About a week after her being transferred, her head lifted for the first time. Malor was at her bedside, as he had been almost the entire time she had been there, as well as near her kolto tank while she was in it. Her head turned to him, her silvery eyes covered by her hair, though that did not impede her vision.

She barely registered him, still groggy, and then looked around the room. Slowly the grogginess faded, and she realized she had no clue where she was. A scream of fright tore through the silent temple that early morning, rousing most within hearing distance. It took her master about an hour to calm the young girl, even with the force. Once she was finally calm and had stopped shaking, he explained what had happened to her. Weakly she tried to move her arms, which she managed, albeit with great difficulty and pain, but she found she could not move her legs. The young girl let out a wail as she kept trying. All her hopes, her dreams. They couldn't have just came back only to be crushed so fast once more. The girl fell back against the bed and sobbed, seeing her chances at ever becoming a true Jedi disappearing.

Sarianna has continued to become stronger with her confidence and powers in the force she has developed a more specialized blend of techniques that aid in her development as a dancer and more acrobatic force users while still maintaining the basics and understanding. Force kick's that her powerful legs can use while she is moving using Convection to increase the heat of her body and make it so others cannot grab onto her. A rounded force user practicing Art of the Small to understand the smallest parts of the force and life both to conceal herself in the force to a degree who others can detect her as well as heal others who are hurt with enough time. The jedi's training was something like a sponge as she tried to learn as much as she could instead of just being a basic jedi have an array of skills that would be accredited to her master Ayumi. The zeltron one of the more successful teachers who had managed to train her in the different force aspects of being a jedi and she was able to learn what kind of jedi she would be.

Sarianna's skills with the force evolving so that she would better be able to expanding her own body skills and senses based powers. With skills such as Telekinesis, Waveform a more advanced and powered version Force sense in its many different flavors that would allow her senses to become far better. Notably one of her largest areas of expertise with skills like Farsight, Fighting-sight, Sense Force, Sense Path, Magnify Senses, Force vision, Truth-sense, Life Sense, Shift Sense, Force sight and Precognition. While her skills eventually carry over to one of the strongest versions for sensing and seeing into the future Shatterpoint. All as pools of jedi Telepathy with protection for herself with Thought shield. Compared to many of them her skills with the force itself here, where she was working on many more things. Allowing herself to delve deeper itno the force itself where she understood and got to work on altering the world through telepathy and Alter Environment so she could fly and glide better.

Her skills in telepathy are an improtant part of the jedi and what she is over all about to do. Skills such as Field Detection, that was essential and Life Detection techniques that go along with more of her skills. Animal telepathy that is able to work and help her with some of the creatures as well as the most important Receptive Telepathy and Projective Telepathy allowing her to be rounded out same with Technometry skills that lead to stronger instances of using the force itself so that the jedi knight can help out the order. While Sarianna focused her works to become stronger she also knew the value of a rounded style in combat and with some of her interest. Training with the sages and lorekeepers of the Silver jedi order like Bellalika was an important as she started to learn the basics of Battle meditation that would come in handy. Seeing much of the jedi master Thon in herself as he was a jedi master with some real talents but oversaw an important force canyon on the world of Ambria. His skills something she was looking to emulate.

Her mental capabilities leading so that she is able to Remain Conscious and exert in a conflict while training great Force of Will that would learn to protect her. With a stronger chance to build upon herself and her lessons among the jedi. Sarianna started training using the lessons she taught her different padawans that were learning the same techniques she was practicing for herself. Entering a state of Battlemind as a Force form that was focused and channeled the greater skills of the force. Force Body being something that makes her stronger and better able to Revitalize herself with skills to learn meditations such as Emptiness, the Floating Meditation, Serenity trance and there is some works with learning how to Comprehend Speech of others for language skills. While working on her skills with flight the jedi pony was able to develop an affinity towards the Voss healing ritual technique. Something she could use with her skills while she was working on many more things with her master and a few of the others.

Sarianna continued her force techniques and training working to understand the saber skills but she wasn't much of a fighter and the saber gauntlets she used were a danger. Not made for the traditional saber forms so she went with more exotic stances. Her skill with esoteric stances and techniques making sure she knew force skills such as Adiabatic shield, Cleanse, Reduce Injury, Resist Stun, Enhance Attribute, Control Pain, Shielding technique, Breath control, Tapas, Concentration, Cleanse Mind, Accelerate Healing, Force harmony, Force Sustenance, Force barrier, Protection bubble and the pair of skills to properly resist with the force. Force resistance and Energy resistance respectively. The more she trained her skills, the more she was working on what they would be able to find as a risk. The jedi master trials something she was able to test and train herself in when she was going over the information here. Morichro was a skill she was looking at, something that a jedi could practice and use.

With her training in the force attracting attention it gave Sarianna a chance to work with other jedi and learn how to Inspire with the force so that her skills in the lightside of the force and her skills in the techniques that the jedi are able to use were far better. Basic lightside skills such as Force healing and Force Stun served a greater purpose as she learned to use them on other things. Like Ionize for droids and disabling them ot Tutaminis for general dangers and to give her more force energy to produce techniques like Electric Judgment and Force Shockwave. Her skills at Force generation developing with the training under the force masters to use Force Light attaining Force Enlightenment within the lightside of the force. She looked to learn a number of other skills that they could use with a look on their face here. So that they would be able to better use and set up, skills like Sand levitation and Sound mimicry as a series of skills that she could use with the skills that she has.

With her continued training and skills, Sarianna found herself going on the path. Practicing the skills that with the likes of Lily and Joza made her into a talented and skilled jedi. The Art of Movement that allowed her to move and us Force Jump, Force reflex, Force Dash and Force speed to generate power and Inertia to build up her own levels of strength and power. Under the proper conditions Sarianna's body is flexible and able to Contort from most bindings and situations even though she is built fairly average. Her skills letting her understand and with art of movement and floating telekinesis she can fly as she trained as well as use the energy built up to create Force Bursts to push others back. She worked with a few other jedi's that she would be able to set up for herself.... wanting to learn other less known lightside skills such as Force blinding and Malacia which as far as skills with the lightside of the force gives her a better skillset. Force valor is something that she can use with the others to protect herself.

Sarianna continued her study and testing of the force, alloing herself to better come to understand what they were doing and what they had around here. She focused herself on different types of meditations such as the Art of Movement, Alchaka, Purify, Mind Walking and something old and ancient to the jedi... a technique few really got to see but she learned from the libraries database. Force in Balance was something that the ancient jedi could use to heal themselves and maintain themselves within a fight for longer periods. She learned how to enter the Hibernation trance and Alter Damage of her blades. The jedi's wanting to be a battle and weapon master within the order meant that she needed to be able to understand the force but she was also learning about the different weapons and types of lightsaers that they had or would be using. Continuing her saber training as well as the force to become stronger and Attune armor her equipment and armored robes for when she is in battle.

To continued her lessons the jedi knight though was looking into ways to Control Another's Pain so better help her students as well as those with her in a battle situation. With her combat skills she could Imbue item and make it powerful enough to counter a lightsaber. With all of the work that they had been getting from some fo the jedi here they might be better able to handle it the Glowball technique that they would be working on. Learning how to Return to Consciousness for herself and Return another to consciousness in her students. Thanks to the work of jedi like Matsu Ike who have been working on understanding other groups int he galaxy. The technique she brought Many Shades of the Force allowed those who served the lightside fo the force to become something far stronger and more powerful now. Learning how to Place in Hibernation Trance another person so that they would be able to heal, it was all part of the jedi knights training to become every bit stronger to protect the jedi.

Sarianna's skills with the different forms was important but there was also other parts. Namely she was looking to learn force skills to let her fly and levitate as needed. With her weaponmaster skills she was building herself up in the different sabers such as her standard Double-bladed lightsaber that is her namesake. The other variants such as the Crossguard lightsaber, the Curved-hilt lightsaber, the Double-bladed spinning lightsaber, the Dual-phase lightsaber with her own Long-handle lightsaber and Interlocking hilt sabers. The standard Guard shoto with Shoto for her normal hand to use in jar'kai styles. A powerful Lightclub or the smaller sleek Lightfoil, there was the rare Lightsaber gauntlet and Lightsaber pike as well as what she was able to get from the Lightwhip and a Sabercane or she could use a Lightsaber-baton in several sections to protect and defend. When all else fails she knows how to use the classic Lightsaber as a weapon before going into other exotic equipment.

Sarianna's skills with the saber though didn't extend to knowledge about the equipment, she extended it to the disciplines and stances, the saber forms that others might not have. Center of Being being for itself one of the most beneficial that they could use, Faalo's cadences being something she could work on and practice, Flowing Water along with Falling Leaf, the Flying Fleche and Rising Whirlwind. The jedi knight was using all of it for herself along with things such as Mountain Storm, Whirlwind of Destiny, the Twin Suns and Snake Ascending a Waterfall. Her practices for the forms going into the Three rings of defense with Jedi stance discipline, Jedi Focus Discipline and Jedi ready stance that will work for something that they can do with Form "Zero" always being the important thing to try and use. She didn't want to fight and risk it but she was training her body to be able to use some fo the more exotic skills such as Trispzest, Tràkata and Sokan that will be set up to go with Mounted lightsaber combat and protecting from Dun Möch.

Sarianna's skills though didn't just stick with the exotic forms of lightsaber combat, her own skills and how she knew to be able to do anything. Learning and mastery of the as part of battlemaster training. From Form I to Form II along with Form III and Form IV with Form V forming the basis for what they would be able to do. Her skills covering them so that she would be able to properly use Form VI and learn the often overlooked for reasons that it was dangerous.... Form VII was something that all of them would have to be able to use. Sarianna might not teach others the saber techniques of the form but she would be working on in the jedi academy. The jedi knight spent more of her time though prepared to go and fight, prepared to go and defend in case of another attack but they were not ready to risk parts of it until she saw it. Taking a chance to teach different classes for the other jedi when she was going around the temple on Voss to get better in the skills.


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Sarianna Misarr: Jedi Knight
  1. Trained in Echani martial arts
  2. Trained in Teras Kasi
  3. Taught Fire Dancing
  4. Trained in battle meditation
  5. Trained in force enhancement of martial abilities
  6. Trained in Juyo
  7. Trained with a saber staff
  8. Trained in advanced battle meditation
  9. Promoted to jedi master after battle of Coruscant
  10. Trained in mind resistance
  11. Taught inspiration
  12. Trained in battlemind and promoted to Battlemaster of the jedi order
  13. Visits Eshan
  14. Trains Padawan
  15. Jedi mission
  16. Hell on Earth
  17. Rescue the Wu Tang
  18. What is this
  19. Trains Padawan
  20. Sublte Dagger
  21. Ryloth Investigation
  22. Base on Eshan
  23. War on Valen
  24. War on Manaan
  25. To Free a Predator
  26. War on O'reen
  27. King of the Dust Hill
  28. Finds Padawan
  29. Errand of Mercy
  30. Legacy of Krayt
  31. Scorpion
  32. Would have been king
  33. Starbound
  34. Ti Xi You Ji
  35. In the Archives
  36. Junkyard
  37. Battleminds think alike (Open)
  38. Paradise Found, Schutta (Rebellion of Mimban hex)
  39. Heal the Sick
  40. A little time for some Combat forms and Weapons training
  41. Obsidian Butterfly
  42. Ready, Set, Dodge (Closed)
  43. Running Blind
  44. Stealing her heart.
  45. Heralds (Silver Jedi/Ask)
  46. Skyhook (Ashe Senari)
  47. Connect The Dots (Jedi)
  48. Lethal Combination (Anastasia Rade)
  49. Close the loop (open)
  50. Caretaker
  51. Circles
 

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